Watching him being led away with the soldiers was unbearable. She didn't know if she would ever see him again, ever hold him again, ever kiss him again. He was going off to a dangerous war, where he could be killed at any moment. They couldn't write to each other, so all she can do is…wait. Kenna puts a hand on her shoulder and tries to smile, as if that will reassure her everything will be okay. He looks back and locks his eyes with hers. She can see the hope and loss in those blue eyes and feels years spring into her brown ones. She won't cry in front of him; too many tears have been shed today. She'll pray for him to come home so they can once again be in each other's arms. The ladies all surround her in a hug, feeling sorry for their friend. She watches his back retreat farther and farther away from her until she can't see it anymore She retires to her room and dreams of the day he returns.